Am F C

Am F C

Am F C G

Am F C

 

C

Last night was a hell of an evening

Am F C

never thought it’d end

C

and I woke up to that screen door slamming

Am F C

I’m guessing you’re gone again

C

yesterday had the same old reasons

Am F C

its useless to pretend

C

never was one to show much mercy

Am F C

even in the end

 

F                      C

where its easy come

F                      C

and harder to go

Am                  F                 C                       G 

but sometimes its gotta slip away from ya,

Am              F              C

before you even know

F                      C

but it s all uphill,

F                      C

and downhill just the same

Am                  F                 C                 G

and the light at the end of the tunnel my friend,

Am              F              C

its probably just a train

 

Am F C

Am F C

Am F C G

Am F C

 

the sunlight well it hurts my eyes as its,

creeping through my blinds

nothing here just empty spaces

faces in time

now hear that clock and it wont stop screaming,

ringing in my mind

now push and shove out way past love

where we drew the line

 

where its easy come

and harder to go

and sometimes its gotta slip away from ya, before you even know

but it s all uphill, and downhill just the same

and the light at the end of the tunnel my friend,

its probably just a train

and its easy come

and its harder to go

sometimes its gotta slip away from ya, before you even know

but it s all uphill, and downhill just the same

and the light at the end of the tunnel my friend,

its probably just a train

 

and the light at the end of the tunnel my friend,

its probably just a train